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  • 作词 : Brytavious Lakeith Chambers/Horace Walls/Alexander William Monro
    作曲 : Brytavious Lakeith Chambers/Horace Walls/Alexander William Monro
    [Intro]
    Tay Keith, what the **** up, nigga?
    [Chorus: Nardo Wick]
    Crazy, crazy
    Only ten pack, eighty
    Touch a rockabye baby
    Said she hate me
    I'm like, "Why she hate me?" I ain't did shit to hate me
    I'm in Atlanta with switches
    Finna pull up on Ced (Switches), finna pull up on Baby
    I'm in Atlanta with switches
    Finna pull up on Savage (Switches), finna pull up on Slime
    I'm in the city with choppas
    Finna pull up on Nuk, finna pull up on Tuk
    Opps call my phone like, "Finna pull up on you "
    Finna pull up on who?
    Tell 'em, "Come through," tell 'em, "Come do what they do"
    Tell 'em, "Come make they move" (Tell 'em, tell 'em)
    Tell 'em, "Come through," tell 'em, "Come do what they do"
    Tell 'em, "Come make the news"
    [Verse: Nardo Wick & Lil Juice]
    I ain't feelin' none of these niggas (Tay Keith, **** these niggas up)
    All that shit they say be flawed
    Niggas lie, I know the truth, I be like, "Come on, knock it off"
    Call her shark attack, what's in between my legs stay in her jaws
    Call me pad man, what's in between my legs stay in her drawers
    Yeah, we got shots for sho', but they is not for sho'
    They for the opps, though
    We totin' Lil Jons
    We shoot, they gettin' low, it look like limbo
    Text on Telegram and say that that shit 'gain, it's from my 'migo
    Call my cousin 'nem and say that shit 'gain, and they say, "10-4"
    My neck a avalanche, my wrist a avalanche, my mouth a avalanche
    My bitch ain't average, my gang ain't average, my car not average
    I be on wicked shit, my gang on wicked shit, my bitch on wicked shit
    I be on silly shit, hop out this seat quick, I'm tryna split a wig (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
    Said that she feelin' me, she wanna feel on me
    She want a nigga, me
    Said he got hit a bunch but end up pullin' through, I say, "You killin' me"
    Niggas get butterflies when they around the gang, they be so jittery
    My neck a couple houses, no exaggeratin', I'm talkin' 'bout literally
    Niggas gon' go bang, bang
    My chain go bling, bling (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
    I'm screamin', "Gang, gang"
    And it ain't shit changed, I'm on the same thing, I still'll bang, bang
    We don't play no games and we don't drop names, we lettin' shit rain
    Ran out of propane, ain't breakin' shit down, we sellin' whole things (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
    Walk in the store and I got a stick under my arm
    Nigga play, he gon' die in the store
    Say he gettin' a switchy, but he ain't gon' keep it on auto
    The **** is he buyin' it for? (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
    He ride in a Hemi (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
    Police pull him over, he stop (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
    Then the **** is he drivin' it for? (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
    If I see her, I'm hittin' the bitch (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
    But I don't ever see her 'cause this nigga hidin' the ho
    They really bitches, them niggas just actin' like gangstas, them nigga be hidin' they ho
    When we out of town, they be goin' on live outside, like we ain't have 'em duckin' before
    Be usin' your brain whenever it come to this gang, or we puttin' that shit on the floor
    All these niggas is lame, we know somebody in gang probably be hittin' they ho (**** up, nigga?)
    [Chorus: Nardo Wick]
    Crazy, crazy
    Only ten pack, eighty
    Touch a rockabye baby
    Said she hate me
    I'm like, "Why she hate me?" I ain't did shit to hate me
    I'm in Atlanta with switches
    Finna pull up on Ced (Switches), finna pull up on Baby
    I'm in Atlanta with switches
    Finna pull up on Savage (Switches), finna pull up on Slime
    I'm in the city with choppas
    Finna pull up on Nuk, finna pull up on Tuk
    Opps call my phone like, "Finna pull up on you "
    Finna pull up on who?
    Tell 'em, "Come through," tell 'em, "Come do what they do"
    Tell 'em "Come make they move" (Tell 'em, tell 'em)
    Tell 'em, "Come through," tell 'em, "Come do what they do "
    Tell 'em, "Come make the news "
  • [00:00.00] 作词 : Brytavious Lakeith Chambers/Horace Walls/Alexander William Monro
    [00:00.00] 作曲 : Brytavious Lakeith Chambers/Horace Walls/Alexander William Monro
    [00:00.00] [Intro]
    [00:00.30]Tay Keith, what the **** up, nigga?
    [00:00.90][Chorus: Nardo Wick]
    [00:06.09]Crazy, crazy
    [00:06.87]Only ten pack, eighty
    [00:07.92]Touch a rockabye baby
    [00:09.00]Said she hate me
    [00:09.84]I'm like, "Why she hate me?" I ain't did shit to hate me
    [00:11.79]I'm in Atlanta with switches
    [00:12.81]Finna pull up on Ced (Switches), finna pull up on Baby
    [00:14.79]I'm in Atlanta with switches
    [00:15.72]Finna pull up on Savage (Switches), finna pull up on Slime
    [00:17.76]I'm in the city with choppas
    [00:18.75]Finna pull up on Nuk, finna pull up on Tuk
    [00:20.76]Opps call my phone like, "Finna pull up on you "
    [00:22.83]Finna pull up on who?
    [00:23.82]Tell 'em, "Come through," tell 'em, "Come do what they do"
    [00:25.71]Tell 'em, "Come make they move" (Tell 'em, tell 'em)
    [00:26.85]Tell 'em, "Come through," tell 'em, "Come do what they do"
    [00:28.38]Tell 'em, "Come make the news"
    [00:28.95][Verse: Nardo Wick & Lil Juice]
    [00:29.64]I ain't feelin' none of these niggas (Tay Keith, **** these niggas up)
    [00:31.05]All that shit they say be flawed
    [00:32.40]Niggas lie, I know the truth, I be like, "Come on, knock it off"
    [00:35.34]Call her shark attack, what's in between my legs stay in her jaws
    [00:38.34]Call me pad man, what's in between my legs stay in her drawers
    [00:41.19]Yeah, we got shots for sho', but they is not for sho'
    [00:43.32]They for the opps, though
    [00:44.04]We totin' Lil Jons
    [00:45.24]We shoot, they gettin' low, it look like limbo
    [00:47.22]Text on Telegram and say that that shit 'gain, it's from my 'migo
    [00:50.07]Call my cousin 'nem and say that shit 'gain, and they say, "10-4"
    [00:53.01]My neck a avalanche, my wrist a avalanche, my mouth a avalanche
    [00:56.13]My bitch ain't average, my gang ain't average, my car not average
    [00:59.19]I be on wicked shit, my gang on wicked shit, my bitch on wicked shit
    [01:02.07]I be on silly shit, hop out this seat quick, I'm tryna split a wig (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
    [01:05.25]Said that she feelin' me, she wanna feel on me
    [01:06.96]She want a nigga, me
    [01:07.77]Said he got hit a bunch but end up pullin' through, I say, "You killin' me"
    [01:10.92]Niggas get butterflies when they around the gang, they be so jittery
    [01:13.71]My neck a couple houses, no exaggeratin', I'm talkin' 'bout literally
    [01:16.53]Niggas gon' go bang, bang
    [01:17.79]My chain go bling, bling (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
    [01:18.96]I'm screamin', "Gang, gang"
    [01:19.74]And it ain't shit changed, I'm on the same thing, I still'll bang, bang
    [01:22.80]We don't play no games and we don't drop names, we lettin' shit rain
    [01:25.68]Ran out of propane, ain't breakin' shit down, we sellin' whole things (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
    [01:29.61]Walk in the store and I got a stick under my arm
    [01:33.66]Nigga play, he gon' die in the store
    [01:34.80]Say he gettin' a switchy, but he ain't gon' keep it on auto
    [01:36.72]The **** is he buyin' it for? (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
    [01:37.83]He ride in a Hemi (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
    [01:38.67]Police pull him over, he stop (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
    [01:39.63]Then the **** is he drivin' it for? (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
    [01:40.80]If I see her, I'm hittin' the bitch (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
    [01:41.88]But I don't ever see her 'cause this nigga hidin' the ho
    [01:43.86]They really bitches, them niggas just actin' like gangstas, them nigga be hidin' they ho
    [01:46.71]When we out of town, they be goin' on live outside, like we ain't have 'em duckin' before
    [01:49.68]Be usin' your brain whenever it come to this gang, or we puttin' that shit on the floor
    [01:52.56]All these niggas is lame, we know somebody in gang probably be hittin' they ho (**** up, nigga?)
    [01:55.68][Chorus: Nardo Wick]
    [01:56.13]Crazy, crazy
    [01:56.52]Only ten pack, eighty
    [01:57.57]Touch a rockabye baby
    [01:58.65]Said she hate me
    [01:59.49]I'm like, "Why she hate me?" I ain't did shit to hate me
    [02:01.41]I'm in Atlanta with switches
    [02:02.46]Finna pull up on Ced (Switches), finna pull up on Baby
    [02:04.44]I'm in Atlanta with switches
    [02:05.37]Finna pull up on Savage (Switches), finna pull up on Slime
    [02:07.41]I'm in the city with choppas
    [02:08.37]Finna pull up on Nuk, finna pull up on Tuk
    [02:10.41]Opps call my phone like, "Finna pull up on you "
    [02:12.48]Finna pull up on who?
    [02:13.47]Tell 'em, "Come through," tell 'em, "Come do what they do"
    [02:15.36]Tell 'em "Come make they move" (Tell 'em, tell 'em)
    [02:16.89]Tell 'em, "Come through," tell 'em, "Come do what they do "
    [02:18.33]Tell 'em, "Come make the news "